129. The art of cruelty

The lazy ones didn't go directly to the door of the emergency room, but talked to the two policemen who first came into contact with Cheng Donglin by the door.

I was about to walk over and listen to what they were saying, when the door to the emergency room behind me suddenly opened, and I quickly turned around to look.

A doctor wearing a mask and sweating his head came out of it, pointed inside in a panic and said, "The situation is not very good, you should go first and take a look." ”

The lazy ones also saw the door of the emergency room open, and immediately walked over, all of them were scary, as if they were about to go to battle.

In this short period of more than a minute, the door of the emergency room has been open with a crack just enough for a person to enter and exit, and from my position, I can only see Cheng Donglin's two bare calves on the hospital bed, moving from time to time, like convulsions and struggles.

The doctor didn't let too many people in, and Wang Dongsheng didn't let us in, so he and his assistant changed into protective clothing and put on a protective face mask to enter the emergency room and closed the door.

Looking at the backs of the three of them dressed up like characters from the Resident Evil movie, the bad feeling in my heart became more and more serious, and when I thought about it carefully, I actually understood very well in my heart that it was impossible to hear something from Cheng Donglin's mouth.

I knew what he had been through, but I didn't understand the biological or scientific logic.

After Wang Dongsheng and the others entered, they drove out the doctors and nurses who were originally inside, and then after more than 40 minutes, they came out, their eyes were frightened, their faces were covered with sweat, and one of the assistants untied their protective masks and threw themselves aside to hug a garbage can and began to vomit.

For a forensic department to vomit like this, it must be something more disgusting than a bloody corpse, I can't imagine it.

Liu Yimin instructed the people below to take care of the forensic officer who vomited half to death, and then asked Wang Dongsheng what was going on inside.

Wang Dongsheng took off all the temporary protective equipment, bit his mouth and bit his head: "It's hard to say, I don't think we can solve it, we have to ask for assistance, biology, and forensics." In addition, a special ward was immediately arranged, preferably an entire floor, to isolate him completely, and it is not clear how he ...... He...... There is no contagion. ”

The people present who heard this almost all gasped, especially Liu Yimin and his subordinates, they all had physical contact with Cheng Donglin before coming here, no matter what Wang Dongsheng meant by "contagious", it must be a particularly bad thing, so you look at me, I see that a smell of panic immediately filled the air with you, and an assistant policeman covered his mouth and almost cried.

I was very calm, pinched Liu Yimin's arm, shook my head and said, "No." No matter how bad Cheng Donglin's condition is, I believe it will not be contagious. The 'Hand of God' could never have left a dangerous seed in the vicinity of the Century Mall. ”

Unfortunately, only I believed this, and it did not alleviate their panic, and for the rest of the year, almost no one dared to approach the emergency room again, not even the doctors and nurses.

For the sake of safety, Wang Dongsheng sent all the people who had direct or indirect contact with Cheng Donglin, including me and Xiaohai, to the disinfection room of the hospital for full body disinfection, and then Fu Yuxin returned to the bureau to knock on the procedures of the official seal, and coordinated with the hospital to leave the entire floor of the 22nd floor of the inpatient department for special purposes during the special period. The personnel of the forensic department dispatched to transfer Cheng Donglin to the past, and he was strictly separated.

Everything was arranged in a hurry and in an orderly manner by Lao Lazy and Wang Dongsheng, and by three o'clock in the afternoon, everything had been done properly and there were no mistakes.

And we're all normal, and we haven't been bad in any way.

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

I hadn't been able to see Cheng Donglin, and I didn't know what was going on with him at all, until I arranged for him, and Wang Dongsheng asked the hospital to borrow an office to call us together for an impromptu meeting, that I finally understood why the atmosphere was so tense.

He took a lot of photos of Cheng Donglin, stripped him of his clothes, full body, half body, close-up of face, close-up of hands, close-up of chest, close-up of legs, and ...... Close-up of genitals.

There are a few places that can be regarded as shocking, and we can see that we are speechless, breathless, and all of them are stunned and unable to relax.

Cheng Donglin was apparently vivisected.

Vivisection.

He had a large "Ya" wound on his upper body, which converged from both shoulders to the middle and then slashed into the groin. After the cut-out, it was sewn up again.

Wang Dongsheng pointed to the photo and said: "Although the wound is sutured with ordinary sewing needles and cotton thread, it is very skillfully sewn, and it is definitely done by someone with surgical knowledge." Not only surgical knowledge, but also profound medical knowledge. ”

As he spoke, he shoved a few other photographs that I had instinctively avoided from under our noses, first a semi-partial photograph from the waist to the thighs, because his legs were forcibly separated, so that the picture took on a triangular shape.

The "Hand of God" made a performance art on this part of Cheng Donglin's body to condemn Cheng Donglin to death, and at the same time mocked the police's incompetence in handling the case - he hung nine keys on Cheng Donglin's body.

Nine keys.

Each key was strung with a thin wire that strapped into the flesh of his thigh, and then threaded it back around the key and screwed it down steadily. Each one is like this, from the base of the thigh downwards, hang one every three centimeters or so, four on the left leg and four on the right leg.

There was also a delicate, small, golden, presumably locker-like key, which had been pierced into the crumpled skin of his scrotum with a small ring of the same color, and hung dangling in the middle of his body.

There are four keys on the left leg and four keys on the right leg, and the distance between each row of keys on the left and right sides is as precise and parallel as measured with a card ruler, which is very contrasting, and the last one is hung in the middle to make an embellishment. This is not only a mockery of the incompetence of the police, but also a cruel revenge on Cheng Donglin himself. Because his methods of killing people have escalated again and again, and he has become more and more artistic, the "Hand of God" has also used such a bloody art of contrast to make a final summary of his life.

Previously, Li Xu said that a key was missing from the belongings of the nine victims in Liangbao City, and it was suspected that the murderer took it away as a souvenir, but she sneaked into Cheng Donglin's house but did not find it. At that time, I thought that the "Hand of God" must have taken the evidence before her, but I did not expect that he would present the evidence in such a form.

Cheng Donglin did evil, whether it was the first time he made the murder look like a suicide, or the last time he improvised to kill because the other party found out about his head, he didn't forget to take a key from the deceased's belongings as a trophy collection.

I think that if you look at this kind of loot collection from the perspective of some kind of transcendent world, you will definitely feel stupid and unreasonable, but if you think about it from the perspective of Cheng Donglin, I think it is understandable. Every normal person in this world has some involuntary habits, commonly known as what control, not to mention that Cheng Donglin is a perverted murderer, and it is easier to be controlled by some small habits.

Now it's finally over, nine crimes, nine lives, all of them are firmly on their backs, and they can't escape if they want to.

Wang Dongsheng pointed out to us the close-up of the sutures of the anatomical wound and the close-up of the leg and the scrotum in contact with the wire, and said: "You see, these wounds are so clean that they are like piercings in a woman's ear, all of them are so perfect." According to my experience, this is impossible, these are ordinary iron wires, according to the state of science, the iron wire will rust, the wound will rot, even if the time is not long enough to rust the wire, but the wound will itch when it scars, and if it is itchy, it will be scratched with your hands, and the skin will always be scratched. But without this, these external wounds were as perfect as if they had grown out of his body. ”

I still instinctively avoided photos of my intimate parts, wondering how unaware a sober person must be to allow someone else to take such a picture.

Wang Dongsheng looked at our reactions one by one, and when he saw that no one asked, he continued: "I suspect that someone has given him some kind of special drug that promotes cell growth and metabolism, so the wound can be so perfect. ”

My heart jumped, but I didn't move.

Wang Dongsheng didn't deliberately look at me more, and only continued in his usual tone: "Moreover, I estimate that the drug has a very good anti-itch effect." Cheng Donglin hadn't taken a bath for a long time, his body was dirty and smelly, with fleas and lice, and there were traces of bites in many places, but there were no scratches left by itching. In the emergency room before, we did some ordinary tests on him and found that he had no perception of any degree of pain and itching. ”

Liu Yimin asked: "Is it an anesthetic drug?" ”

Wang Dongsheng shook his head: "Narcotic drugs are temporary, and in his case, it should be a permanent impairment of perceptual ability." ”

Liu Yimin asked again: "What kind of drug could it be?" If you know the name of the drug, you may be able to find the direction from the distribution and control channels. ”

Wang Dongsheng didn't make a sound, suddenly moved his gaze to my face, and looked at me quietly.

I know what he means.

He wanted to say that he had never seen this drug, and wanted to ask me if I knew it, but he was afraid that I would not be willing to say it in so many people's situations, so he just looked at me and didn't squeak.

I appreciate his kindness.

Although I have been very prominent in the bureau in the past few years, I really haven't deliberately shown off my medicinal herbs, except for dealing with special situations and special people recently. Wang Dongsheng must have known from the Jiangcheng police that I knew something about this, but he didn't know how deep it was, so he looked at my gaze and was indeed very curious.

I thought about it again and again, and finally avoided Wang Dongsheng's gaze and chose to remain silent.

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